When Zheng Zhibao and the others learned of this, they all put down their work and ran over.

After all, after looking forward to it for so many days, everyone is looking forward to it, wanting to see the true face of this hell cannon.

A group of men came with soldiers and walked in the direction they came. Half an hour later, they met the convoy seven or eight miles away.

"Commander!"

The leader of the convoy was a general under Zheng Zhilong, named Niu Peng. When he saw Zheng Zhilong from afar, he ran over excitedly.

"Good work!" Zheng Zhilong didn't rush to ask where the hell cannon he wanted to see the most was located, but walked up to Niu Peng and patted the dust on his shoulder for him.

"Do things for Big Brother! It's not hard!" Niu Peng was quite useful, and shook his head again and again.

"Do things for the court! Do things for Your Majesty!" Zheng Zhilong said with a blank face.

"Yes! Do things for Your Majesty!" Niu Peng smiled and scratched his head.

"What are you carrying?"

"It's mostly the new artillery!"

"Take me to see it."

"Yes!"

After saying that, Niu Peng led the way in front, and a group of people followed him to the hell cannon, pointed to the cannon and said:

"Generals, this is the Hell Cannon!"

"This is the legendary Hell's Cannon?" Zheng Zhilong stepped forward and carefully examined the cannon in front of him.

The first thing he felt about the cannon was strangeness.

Right! Odd!

The barrel was thick, but thin. Attached to a car frame, but the shelf in turn has two huge black wheels. The wheels are still a little elastic to the touch. He looked closely and found that there were still a few words printed on the barrel, and he stretched out his head to look, but he only knew one word for Lai.

"What about the cannonballs? What kind of cannon is used for this hell cannon with such a thick barrel?" Zheng Zhilong said curiously.

"The cannonballs are over here."

Niu Peng led everyone to a wooden box again, and after prying open the wooden box, the bomb inside was revealed.

"This..."

Except for Lu Jiang, who had seen it before, everyone was stunned.

What the hell is this?

It's like a mallet.

"Is this thing really as powerful as you say?" Zheng Zhilong looked at Lu Jiang suspiciously. Although the other people didn't say anything, the expressions on their faces didn't look very believing.

"Huh~ Try?" Lu Jiang said with a smile.

"Try!"

Several people nodded in agreement.

Lu Jiang didn't speak again, and glanced at the two soldiers under him. The soldier understood, stepped forward and lifted the shell out. Pulling the hell cannon to an open place a little farther away, the two of them skillfully fired the cannon out after obtaining Lu Jiang's consent.

Rumble!

There was a loud noise, and the frightened and unsuspecting crowd suddenly shrank their necks.

In an instant, a cloud of smoke rose from the grass in the distance, followed by a wave of air accompanied by dust.

Lu Jiang looked at this group of embarrassed guys who looked down on the hell cannon, and his heart blossomed.

After everything calmed down, Zheng Zhilong shook his head that was screaming and looked at Lu Jiang who was stealing fun on the side.

"Who made this?"

I have to admit that he was scared again. He really couldn't understand why His Majesty could frighten him every time!

It's just fright!

When the First Fleet appeared, he was thinking that if he had not defected to the imperial court back then, but continued to do evil in the waters of Fujian, let alone become a Taiwanese commander-in-chief, I am afraid that the grass on the grave would be a foot high now.

No!

It is possible to die without a place to be buried!

"Your Majesty ordered someone to secretly develop it, and no one knows who made it first. In fact, we only used it once, and then we turned it in and sealed it. So I can only use it, I don't know how to make it." Lu Jiang shook his head.

"It's enough to use it! Eldest brother! This hell cannon is too powerful! There's this thing

Son, are you still worried about not being able to capture Manila?" Zheng Zhibao, who also recovered from the shock, exclaimed excitedly.

"How many cannons were delivered?" Zheng Zhilong asked Niu Peng.

"Fifty gates! Equipped with 300 shells! I just used one shot, and now there are two hundred and ninety-nine left! Please check it out!"

Niu Peng answered Zheng Zhilong's question carefully, and he was afraid for a while when he saw that the cannon he had transported all the way was so powerful. If this thing doesn't blow up two on the way, I guess I'm gone.

"Good!" When Zheng Zhilong heard that there were so many cannons and bombs, he rubbed his hands excitedly. "Let's go! Let the red-haired ghosts taste the power of this hell cannon!"

A group of people helped the transport team push and pull, and speed up and walked in the direction of Manila.

Conley walked behind a few people in a daze, looking at the cannon for a while, and looking at Zheng Zhilong and the others who were chatting and laughing in front of him. I sighed silently in my heart.

He was frightened.

At this point, he had no doubt that the red-haired ghost would be driven away. But after the red-haired ghost is gone, what role should he play? Will the Ming people unload the mill and kill the donkey? These were all things he was worried about. The stronger the Ming people, the less capable they are of resisting.

Zheng Zhilong quietly glanced back at Conley and smiled slightly.

Being awe-inspiring is the best way to control a person.

They come as quickly as they come, and they come back as quickly as they come.

Due to the arrival of the hell cannon, Zheng Zhilong called back all the soldiers who had gone into the mountains to hunt.

Under his command, the soldiers again lined up in a neat formation and rushed in the direction of the city of Manila.

Their abnormal movements naturally alarmed the defenders in the city.

But in the previous many confrontations, Zheng Zhilongfang did not bargain. So the reaction of the soldiers was not too strong. The report should be reported, and the defense should be defended. Anyway, the other party can't get in.

Cerezo in the city naturally received the news as soon as possible.

He was directing his subordinates to clean up, and he was so angry that he scolded, saying that Zheng Zhilong couldn't let people stop.

The Ming fleet over there has just left, and this side is about to attack the city again.

"How did you keep it, but how you still keep it. You can do it yourself, as long as you can hold Manila."

Cerezo waved his hand irritably.

He didn't believe that Zheng Zhilong could take down this Manila city.

Seeing that he was not happy, the soldiers who came to report the news naturally did not dare to touch their heads again, and ran out quickly.

Cerezo's inaction caused resentment among many officers, including Aloy.

Oraza didn't take him with him when he left, which made him sad for a long time. But then I thought about it, I was loyal to His Majesty the King, and it was an honor to live and die with the city of Manila!

He scolded Serezo in his heart, but he still led the soldiers very competently to prepare to resist the attack of the Ming people.

Outside the city

Much of the trenches dug by the Spaniards have already been filled.

Although it is not enough to talk about Pingchuan, the negative impact on the siege is already negligible.

"Zheng Zhibao!"

"The end will be!"

"You lead the soldiers, march to the second mile of the city wall, bombard with artillery, and cover the advance of General Lu's artillery team!"

"Yes!"

Zheng Zhilong made some mobilization in front of the station and gave an order to Zheng Zhibao. Then he looked at Lu Jiang.

"Lao Lu, I'll leave it to you next!"